The Princess could hardly see for her tears. She was speedily fleeing from the corpse that had been left upon the cold black marble behind her. Her father’s purpled face, his horrifying, pained expression. The hands, grasping at his throat, scratching at the tender skin…

The emperor had died in agony, that was plain. Had died on the very day when his careful planning had been met with triumphant success. The bloodline of the Lunestan Emperors would go on to become the bloodline of Nostan Kings with her marriage to the King Stephan III of Indellium. The isle would finally become a land undivided, a nation that might grow and flourish beyond its borders, and perhaps one day carve out an even greater place within Terra. And all without bloodshed. With the combined powers of the Lunestan and Indellium armies, so long kept trained and vigilant upon the river border, they would be poised to make great military gains in short time with veteran troops and the power of their combined navy. Continue reading →